A Surprising Twist of Fates (Sierra and Theo)

Chater 3 For as long as Benson could remember, Sierra had clung to him like glue, constantly meddling in his business. It was obvious that she adored him, but she always put on that aloof front, pretending she didn't care.

Her life was a quiet routine of reading, blending perfumes, playing the piano, and cooking-so dull, so lifeless.

Being around her felt suffocating like all the fun had been drained from his world. The only saving grace? She was obedient. There was no way she'd go through with breaking up.

She was just angry. Sierra had been mad at him before, plenty of times. He'd give her a small gift, toss out a few sweet words, and soon enough, she'd come running back to him with that same silly devotion.

"Just watch. Once this blows over, I'll send her a quick text. Next thing you know, she'll be at my place making me that special hangover remedy of hers. Women—you can't spoil them too much."

He spoke with utter confidence, certain she would never leave him. His self-satisfaction brought a lazy smirk to his lips.

"Damn, Benson! You've got your girl wrapped around your finger!"

"Honestly, I'm jealous. Even my housekeeper isn't as attentive as she is!"

Benson chuckled, draping an arm around Sophie's waist. "I'm in a good mood tonight. After we finish the cake, we'll head out for more fun. Tonight's on me—whatever you want."

half of her white dress, and the sight of it drew

expression was full of ridicule as if they were watching a clown staggering through the streets. Tears spilled

was she by her anguish that she didn't even notice the man stepping into her path until she

"Mr. Gray!"

quickly stepped forward, ready to pull away the

shameless attempt by yet another woman to

before Adrian could intervene, the woman staggered back on her own and collapsed to the ground. He blinked, momentarily thrown off.

who ran into Mr. Gray!" Adrian snapped. Theo's sharp gaze shifted downward, immediately catching

sorry. I didn't mean to," Sierra

off the ground, but her body felt utterly drained, her limbs limp and unresponsive. Her vision wavered, dark spot flickering

voice, Theo's dark eyes flickered with a sudden

a brief moment, disbelief flitted

and reached out and brushed

dim glow spilling from the hotel

resonant and smooth, like the lingering note

struggled to lift her head, her vision hazy, as though she were staring at